Your Mr. He [3]
The mouth sores in my mouth were uncomfortably tight, and I didn't have much appetite, but he ordered something on the table for fear that it would be a little wasteful.
"Why don't you eat it?" He Beici put the mixed sauce in front of me, "Isn't the spicy pot your favorite?" ”
I changed the subject, "You're not very spicy, how can you eat it if it's all spicy?" ”
"Then you're underestimating me." He slowly put the dishes into the pot, "My mother is from Hunan, and I also have half of the spicy genes." ”
I glanced at him, "Then you can eat more." ”
He Beici still said a big thing, but he had only eaten three or four mouthfuls of food, and the pot of water beside him was about to bottom out.
I laughed and said that he was weak, but his mouth was not very comfortable, I leaned over and whispered to He Beici, "You said that you can change a tomato pot." ”
He blushed, covered his mouth and coughed lightly, "What do you say?" ”
I laughed again, "Don't order all spicy hot pot in the future, otherwise it will be easy to expose your shortcomings." ”
Later, He Beici finished the meal with a smile that I raised again and again. The place where we ate was not very far from the hotel where I was staying, and he said that he could still take me back on foot.
Thinking that there would not be many days like this with him in the future, I nodded and agreed, but a cold wind when I went out pulled me back to reality from the romantic world, "He Beici, this wind is a bit strong." ”
He stopped and pressed my hat down, my eyes were covered a little uncomfortably, and I was about to push it up my lips when there was a warm sensation, and I froze in place.
"You kiss me secretly!" I clenched my mouth and lowered my voice.
He Beici smiled at the corner of his eyes, "Anyway, I don't mind if you come back." ”
I covered my face, what kind of tiger and wolf words are this.
I'm going to go to the Dongjiao Cemetery tomorrow to see my parents and then go back to Shanghai, so I can help me pay attention to the apartments in the surrounding communities when I leave the apartment. He asked me why I had to buy another one since I had sold the house where my ancestors lived.
I'm not embarrassed to talk about getting married, "No matter what, I'm also a native of Beicheng, and my parents are here, and there are ......"
"What else?" His starry eyes stared at my face and burned hot.
"And you." I stood on tiptoe and kissed his warm lips with unmistakable accuracy.
The weather was still cold on the fifth day of the new year, so I got up early and went downstairs to buy a bouquet of flowers and took a taxi to the eastern suburbs. Probably thinking I was inexplicable, the driver looked at me through the rearview mirror.
Xu felt that it was too unfortunate to come to such a place during the Spring Festival, so he stopped the car before he reached his destination, apologized to me, and said that he could only deliver it here.
I walked towards that extremely solemn place with a bouquet of flowers in one hand and Wuliangye, my father's favorite drink in the other.
The cypress tree in the cold wind is still tough, and the wind has not touched it much, not to mention the evergreen.
When I found my parents' tombstones, I knelt down and put down the bouquet of blue roses and the bottle of Wuliangye for them. I forgot when the photo was taken, and I remember that my parents were silent when they returned home.
I wiped the dust off the stele little by little with wet wipes, opened the Wuliangye, and the fragrance of the wine instantly emanated in the air.
"Mom and Dad, I've come to see you. I bought Mom's favorite blue rose, and Dad's favorite Wuliangye. I rubbed the tip of my nose, the hair on my face was curled behind my ears, and I heard myself choking.